Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 472: Who fell in
"I didn't expect to be told by you again." When Fred was talking, he deliberately turned his head and looked around. Seeing that there was no one else in the corridor, he whispered to the three of them, "The principal is really watching over there. ."
"Just now I really thought we would be deducted a lot of points by Professor Dumbledore, and he would be severely reprimanded and put in confinement. I didn't expect that the Headmaster would only let us keep it a secret."
The three were taken aback when the principal suddenly appeared. George turned his head to look at Albert and asked curiously, "Did you do something to make the principal let us go so easily?"
"I thought you forgot what you promised!" Albert raised his index finger and made a shush gesture at the three of them.
Just after an exciting adventure, several people felt a little hungry, so they went to the kitchen together to get some supper from the kitchen.
Now, on the way back to the dormitory.
"I bet they forgot," Lee Jordan quipped inarticulately.
"If it weren't for the stuffing in your mouth, I'd say you'd be more talkative than us." Fred suddenly snatched the oil-paper bag containing hash browns from Lee Jordan's hand, dissatisfied. He glared at the sarcastic guy in front of him.
"Speaking of which, you can actually eat it." George shook his head and said as he looked at Lee Jordan, whose mouth was full of food.
Although they didn't come into contact with the troll, passing through the troll's room made several people feel uncomfortable and wanted to go back to take a shower.
"Why can't I eat it."
As soon as Lee Jordan finished speaking, Fred took off his boots and brought them in front of him.
"Ugh, you're a bastard." Li Jordan almost spit out everything he ate.
The next moment, the two were chasing each other.
"Really." Albert shook his head.
At this moment, there are still many people in the Gryffindor common room busy with their own business, but the lounge is extraordinarily quiet.
Some fifth and seventh graders struggled to review their homework, while Percy, the prefect, kept order in the common room.
Anyone who dares to speak up in the common room will be instantly glared at by Percy.
So, Fred, who was still chattering just now, was unlucky as soon as he entered the common room.
"Where have you been, what's the matter with the smell on your body, it stinks." Percy reached out to cover his mouth and nose, glaring at Fred who interrupted their review.
"Is there?" Fred sniffed his own body and reached out for Percy to smell it, only to be slapped open by the other party.
"It stinks." Percy glared at Fred: "Don't bother other people reviewing here."
Fred happily annoyed Percy, and when he turned to look at his brother, he found that several of the little friends who were by his side had disappeared.
"Hey, wait for me." Fred ignored Percy and hurriedly followed.
After a good shower and body wash to remove any odors that may remain, a few people sat down to eat hash browns they got back from the kitchen.
Tom saw Albert coming back, so he immediately came over, rubbed his head against Albert, and begged for the agreed small dried fish.
"By the way, you haven't told us yet, what exactly is the treasure hidden by Headmaster Dumbledore?" The three of them asked Albert, who was feeding the cat, while eating.
"There is only one mirror in the last room, the mirror of Erised that we saw last time in the Room of Requirement, and nothing else." Albert scratched Tom's ear and replied Asked what Fred, George and Lee Jordan wanted to know.
"What about the treasure?"
"I guess it's hidden in the Mirror of Erised." Albert didn't lie, and began to tell the truth, "This should be a magical mechanism arranged by Principal Dumbledore, and ordinary people can't crack it at all."
"That's an ordinary person, are you an ordinary person?" George looked sideways at Albert, nodded suddenly and said, "You are not an ordinary person, you are Albert!"
"Well, I'm not an ordinary person." Albert rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"Look, Albert finally admits that he is not an ordinary person." Lee Jordan patted Albert on the shoulder and teased after swallowing the food in his mouth.
"Don't change the subject." George raised his hand to stop Li Jordan from continuing, and asked directly, "What is the treasure? Don't tell me, you haven't seen the treasure."
If you don't ask directly, you don't know where the topic will go.
"The treasure should be the Philosopher's Stone."
"What stone?"
"The Philosopher's Stone," said Albert.
"What's that?" George asked, raising his eyebrows
"A magical alchemy product." Albert replied, "However, you don't need to pay too much attention to the treasure. I estimate that the magic stone is most likely a fake."
"Fake, you mean, the treasure is fake." Lee Jordan didn't understand what that meant.
"Aren't you nonsense? Albert must have tested it, otherwise he wouldn't say it's fake." Fred shoved the paper bag to Lee Jordan, and you still eat yours The shape of pancakes.
"Well, I tried it, but it didn't work." Albert rescued the food from Lee Jordan when he was about to destroy the last pancake.
"You've eaten a lot. Too much at night is bad for your stomach."
"Yes, it's bad for the stomach."
"You still eat this." George got a box of Cocoa Beans from where he didn't know, and put it directly into Li Jordan's hand, and said with a smile.
"And then what?"
"At the time, I asked Headmaster Dumbledore, and he didn't answer, but I guess it was fake."
"Why did the principal put a fake magic stone where?"
"It's the Philosopher's Stone," Albert corrected.
"Oh, why?"
All three look at Albert, waiting for his answer.
"What would you do if you knew someone was trying to steal your stuff?" Albert didn't answer the three's questions directly, but asked as he combed Tom's hair with a comb.
"I'll hide and try to catch the **** thief," Lee Jordan said.
"Now that I know someone is going to steal my stuff, of course I'll be vigilant and make sure it won't be stolen before trying to catch the other person." George's thoughts were similar.
"No, it should be a fake one and put it in the original position. When the **** thief comes over, it's best if you can catch the other party. It's a fake if you can't catch the stolen one." Half a catty eight taels.
"So, it's probably like this." Albert raised Tom high and asked with a smile, "Are you right, Tom?"
"Meow!"
Tom chewed the dried fish and let out a casual meow.
"I didn't expect it to be like this, I just said how can those magic organs be so simple." George's face showed the original expression.
"Simple, I don't know who was almost trapped by the Devil's Net~IndoMTL.com~ Lee Jordan couldn't help but sarcastically said: "If it wasn't for Albert, you wouldn't even be able to pass the Devil's Net? "
"Humph! I want you to take care of it."
"So, the actual situation is the same as you guessed last time, the principal is waiting for the thief to take the bait?" Fred asked rhetorically.
"Is the thief really Professor Quirrell?"
"Not quite, Professor Quirrell seems to have a small burden. How could he steal the principal's things?"
"I feel like Snape is more like a thief." Fred unceremoniously placed the culprit on Snape's head.
"You said, do we want to help the headmaster so that the thief can be caught faster?" George suggested excitedly.
"Like?" Lee Jordan asked tentatively.
"We can write to Snee...well, I mean Professor Quirrell, if he really is the thief who tried to steal from the Headmaster, he'll definitely do something," George suggested excitedly. "In the end, he will definitely fall into the headmaster's trap."
Looking at the people who were eager to try, Albert was immediately speechless.
Didn't you just promise the principal to keep it a secret, but you're rushing to be a leaker the next moment?
More positive than myself
"It's better not to." Albert decisively rejected the proposal, "Professor Dumbledore must have his own plan when he did that, we should not do that, it would be bad if it disturbed his plan. ."
The task reward for the leaker is actually very general. However, the task is a bit pitted, if you don't handle it well, you feel like you will bury yourself.
Even if Albert really thinks about doing this kind of risky, low-reward task, he needs to do it at the right time and at the right time.
It's best to take a chance on Quirrell.
Do you think so, Tom